We have great bandogs will tear their skin.
DIG. Indeed thy Ball is a bold big cur,
And could make a jolly hole in their fur:
But not good dogs them needeth to chase,
But heedy shepheards to discern their face;
For all their craft is in their countenance,
They be so grave and full of maintenance.
But shall I tell thee what myself know
Chanced to Roffin not long ago?
HOB. Say it out, Diggon, whatever it hight,